She tried to stand up but fell back down from a wave of tired. She crawled over to a rock then wondered where am I? Then she heard another voice that wasn't hers. You are in my house. In the forest. "Ah! Who's there?''
" It is I... Gilbert!" The voice answered.
"Wait what? What's up with your voice? And since when did you live in the forest?" She asked. The voice that called himself Gilbert answered,
"Nothing is wrong with my voice. And I've lived in the forest since I was born!" I looked around and then nodded because I didn't want to argue. He started traveling east.....

D.L.
I.J
he said he wasn't different but he was, in so many ways.